I still love you, I still care about you. So who cares if we are over? Maybe you don’t feel the same way anymore, but I care and I always will. I will still check on you from time to time to have an idea of how you are doing. I will always look after your well-being, I will always love you, even if it has to be done from a distance or without your knowledge. I think I still deserve the right to worry and to care and to love. It may sound martyr, but I have choices, and I know that this is what I want…even if it hurts most of the time. And besides, it’s not like I can stop myself. I just can’t help it. Feelings change over time, they say. Well, I guess my own didn’t change. Who knows when will I snap out of this? I don’t. I just know that I still have feelings for you, and I guess it won’t be gone anytime soon.

(via lyssakaay)

that you’re just like the other pathetic guys I knew. I could’ve suppressed my feelings and prevented myself from falling in love. I was blinded by your words. I was dumb to believe in your lies. You always make me feel that I am never good enough. Not for you, not for anyone else. I know I should be happy for you now, that I should just let it all go. It’s almost been a year but I still get jealous when you’re talking to some girls. Why am I hurt? I’m not supposed to feel this way anymore. I thought I’ve already moved on. I just want to forget everything about you. I hate you. I hate you for not being a man, for turning your back on me and for giving me false hopes.